Like this:

It’s poetry when you get to play
This little piggy went to the market
With your 77 year old father and he…
Gets all excited for the wee wee wee
All the way home part.
(He does it by the third toe
and scares you.)
And then 2 days later hear
The same song is sung by a mom to
Her 2 year old and hear the child
Say “again, mama, again.”
And imagining your daddy
Being that 2 year old saying that to his mama.

A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we’re safe in our own paradise.~Richard Bach (Bridge Across Forever)

Even the word soulmates inspires magical thinking. Search your soul. How does that other person touch your spirit, inspire you, make you want to be more than you ever thought you could be?

Our last collaboration was a HUGE success! See it HERE. There is no wrong way. As a matter of fact, YOUR style is encouraged and brings interest and new ways of thinking. Besides, they’re fun to write and challenge us to stretch our spirits.

So here’s how to participate:. Just as before, you can add your contribution in the comment section of this poem, & I will place them in the order they come. I will put your name (contributor) at the end of the piece in the same color as your contribution and the names will be in the same order as well. In a week, I will post the collaboration as a whole. (But we can always keep adding on!) Happy writing!

ROBIN – is starting us off!

The Elusive Bird of Paradise

Do you know someone cool, calm, collected? Oh, make sure he/she is not aloof.

We met, we spoke, we doth lied while exchanging notes, we tied the nuptial knot, made promises,took eternal vows; we lived, we moved, I suggested,thou accepted, painted rainbows, Showered faith and trust, kept a tight leash on fears and sorrows;

Together we nurtured a dream, holding hands never to part, Together we faced struggles, failures,triumphs,got up again to restart; Together we weaved carefully the fabric of emotions and learnt the art; Together we sailed, grew as inseparables, were “soul mates”, never depart;

Memories so sweet, happiness unleashed, joy no dearth, Our home is an abode of peace, Ah ! Heaven itself on earth; O, my soulmate, hold my hand in journey between life and death, Can’t live without thee, thou need to be there till my parting breath,

small birds that sit in teacups kettle drums with occasional hiccups friendly spiders and long-leggity beasties times of wonder free and easy

the world needs computers to aid in our building invisible bridges to faraway countries sheep with their legs one at each corner and cows that stand up to tell us it’s warmer

the world needs our loving and people forgiving laughter to flow out in healing believing dreams to come true under stars safe our nights and days where we learn to make friends not fight

and now most of all the world needs our time to notice to care when we’re doing just fine to reach out a hand sit on the grass have patience to learn ways of beetle and wasp

the world needs koalas cute grinning from trees fluffy-head thistles kind old dock leaves wolves to sing home again in joy rain or sunny and bear to gurr happiness with nosefuls of honey

the world needs stories to tell and to grow adventurers wild and those who stay home in fire and earth ocean and storm what the world needs always is everyone to care.

The World Needs:

Belief Teaches my heart that All is Possible, All is Ready Standing, Waiting upon my own Acceptance,My own Belief, my own Unfettering Faith To Set Free the wheels of the universe And Create my Heart’s Desire; Yet in this dark and weary place, Where fear crushes dreams And doubt hangs hopes, What is Remarkably Possible if often considered improbable, And Faith sits down in the shadows, her hands tied.The slippery slope of lost Hope Dashes Charisma against the rocks and shakes Vigor to the core; Compressing Life to only what is seen, felt, heard. Lost are the Whispers,Lost are the PotentPromises that Move Mountains, Lost are the Smiles of Satisfaction and Purpose. Still, even in this dark place, where Angels wait, muted by skepticism; When all is clouded o’re and dim, One Word shall Lift the Indomitable Spirit, One Affirmation will Raise the Irrepressible Soul; Shattering cynicism, Collapsing disbelief, And Building Bridges to the Unimagined.

Like this:

My daughter and I watch Master Chef. For me, it’s spending time with her, but it’s also fun to watch these hopeful chefs create something from nothing and how they face personal challenges and how they transform from the first to last episode. In the latest episode, there were two chefs, Leslie and Ahran, who clearly didn’t like each other from working together on previous challenges, warring out loud on television. AND, they got paired together for a cooking challenge. Everyone hoped this would have a dramatic, chaotic, train wreck effect because these two were so different! (age, gender, and very different cultural backgrounds) Onlookers, including the t.v. audience and fellow chefs, were wanting these heated rivals to fail, but I was secretly pining for them to find common ground, their love of cooking and creating.

As the episode unfolded, it was the rival’s turn to have their dish tasted. You could tell from their faces that they were proud of what they had created TOGETHER. My wishes came true! Each of the chefs found value in what the other chef had to offer to this cooking creation and “brought it to the table” per say. When the Master Chef’s tasted it, they were pleasantly surprised.

As I’ve been on this blogging journey the first time through art, and this second time through stories and poetry, I have come to realize the same common ground, our love for creating…leaving behind all our prejudices, whatever they may be…religion, gender, race, political backgrounds…to enjoy beauty, to create beauty, to inspire beauty. If the people of our world focused more on how we are alike than different. If we found ways to work together on a UNITED FRONT…If people are for us, who could be against us kind of concept…What are the possibilities?

Yes, I learned the possibility of World Peace from watching Master Chef….